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... are of the town, Lucas could feel the repugnant, cold air of death hang densely around him. It took everything he had to withhold the urge to release bile; stepping through puddles of blood and entrails, missing appendages, being brought face-to-face with walls stained in these same innards.
Focus. Focus. Remember where you heard the voice--keep that one thought in your mind. It...It wasn't far from here. Find the building most likely holding survivors, Lucas thought.
Like a sign ...
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